Resistance is...

May brushed her long wavy blonde hair behind her ear, she felt like she was burning under his gaze. Her thighs were shaking, her moisture leaking down her legs. She wanted that tasty man meat so bad but hearing Chloe admitting what truly happened...maybe May could save her family. Maybe it was her motherly instincts kicking in. The moment the stud began shifting his weight May entered fight or flight and dashed out of the room. She could hear several small pattering's off feet clumsily trying to chase her, no doubt her bimbofied freshly fucked family trying to get their legs working again. She had the advantage, this was her only chance. May hustled down the stairs, before slipping on the wooden floor of the main floor.

"UNGH!" She grunted as the air was knocked out of her, her vision blurring. God...if it was hard to think before...she hoped she didn't have a concussion. The footsteps got louder, clumsier. They were **** to stop her. May groaned in pain and felt herself too sore to get up and bend her back completely. May looked down the hall and saw it, a cheap looking grey and pink ray gun sitting on the floor. If she could somehow get there in time she could reverse the changes and save her family! May sighed and closed her eyes...she could do this...

Slowly May began half crawling down the hall. Looking back she saw it was too late, her bimbo family had reached the top of the stairs. However May couldn't give up, she had to hope for a miracle some sort of chance to get to the gun in time. And this newly minted bimbo had quite the luck. Chloe and her mother were **** and not thinking, they both shoved against each other to try and rush down the stairs. Their hips side by side as they tightly press down the stairs and realize they are stuck. Their hips wedged together with the sides of the staircase. The two girls glared at each other, trying to blame the other for their curved figures trapping them. However their slaps and pushes slowly became kisses and caresses. Moans sounded from the staircase, inviting and blissful. May shuddered feeling the temptation of joining her fellow girls.

Finally reaching the gun May sighed and collapsed on the floor. She tried reading the settings or instructions but quickly got bored. "Bimbo...himbo...if I'm supposed to be a 'him' then..." Turning the setting to max himbo she shot herself with a level 5 blast. Rapidly May felt herself growing muscle, mass, girth, power. Thinking stayed hard but that wasn't the only thing hard anymore. Shaking his head, Mark looked down at himself. He was back to normal. Well if you ignored the gigantic footlong cock as thick as a woman's wrist, the huge muscular frame and the intense desire to fuck his bimbo family. But he wasn't going to be fucked like some bitch! He did the fucking! Mark grinned and let go of the gun. A part of him wanted to smash the gun, to make sure his stupid ass son would stop blasting people. Seeing Chloe he grinned, well to stop his stupid ass family.

Resisting the urge for now he began lumbering over to the two women trapped on the stairs, "Daddy's home! Now who want's to welcome him back properly?" Both girls nodded eagerly, puckering their lips and trying to bend down for him. Their tits wobbled and shook with every **** movement. Stepping up a few stairs he grinned at Chloe, admiring how her body got even curvier and sexier. He was so proud of how she changed. Now things felt right to him and he celebrated by forcing his cock deep down his daughter's throat, using the girl like a toy. He then grinned at his wife, "So our son gave you quite the fucking today...hope he still can't outdo his old man."

His wife grinned a knowing smile and kissed his neck, "Like...only one way to find out!"